So I bought the gospel today and read like 5 sections, mostly out loud to a couple friends in Starbucks ("Friday School" we called it). Then we went to play pool with more friends and I kept setting the book in plain sight and showing people. Needless to say, everyone picked it up at one point or another and started reading random pages of his word (and wanting to read more).

My point is, that setting the book down in random public places might be the best propaganda yet!

Haha, I went to Fashion island (a mall in southern california) to buy my macbook pro and the gospel. I got to the Barnes and Noble there, I asked the staff where I could find The Gospel of the FSM, and the one old lady looked at me like I was crazy, but the college kids standing next to me were surprised that there were "others"

needless to say, college kids are the most likely to convert, you know, cause of the grog and ramen noodles.

i say one day we have a mass protest out side of various book stores.. we'll all wear pirate regalia and demand they put the gospel into the religion section.. think of the news coverage... now theres propaganda to the max

kingofmetal wrote:i say one day we have a mass protest out side of various book stores.. we'll all wear pirate regalia and demand they put the gospel into the religion section.. think of the news coverage... now theres propaganda to the max

Already done... (Although not a "Mass" Protest. There were 5 of us, and we WERE in pirate suits)

Getting back to the original post, I too have found that leaving the gospel in random places is the best propaganda. In my Spanish class we all sit in small groups and one time I left my copy on my groups couch (yes, we get couches) and when I returned I had four new converts.

You've filled his house with things of goldWhile handing crumbs to the old and poorAnd then you preach about being pureAnd wonder why we're laughingIn your old way you're trying to find usBut we can't follow what's behind usToo much blind faith, it will blind usThough sometimes it's a blessing

But I remember when I still embraced youA little prayer would ease my mind'Til I saw that you hide from the misery outside so I left you behind -Steppenwolf, From Here to There Eventually